Chapter 150: Waiting for Me to Pick You Up! (Add more to the grandmaster of oranges~)

Jiang Nuan stared at her eyes and spoke clearly, "As far as I know, in recent years, no relatives in the Jiang family have died, or they died with hatred, Jiang Qianxue, who designed this brooch of yours?" ā€

Jiang Qianxue's face changed slightly, and her fingertips tightened a little.

What's going on?

Jiang Nuan's design album does have the name and meaning of "femme fatale", why is it a completely different explanation in Jiang Nuan's mouth?

Afraid of falling into Jiang Nuan's trap, Jiang Qianxue didn't dare to speak rashly.

Yu Guang sneaked a glance and saw several judges staring at her, all with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

Is it really wrong?

Jiang Qianxue was a little flustered in her heart, and said calmly, "No one stipulates that the "blood drops" must only be used by the dead, her color and purity are very in line with my works, when I choose materials, I never have prejudice, and the most important thing is to be suitable." ā€

Jiang Nuan's lips were a little cold, and he showed that completely broken smile again, "The "blood droplet" is just a casual guess from me, how can I look at it, and it looks like a simple ruby? ā€

Jiang Qianxue's face was full of anger, "Nuan Nuan, what do you mean by this?" Isn't it fun to play sister? ā€

The Jiang family looked at Jiang Qianxue's upcoming championship, which was ruined by Jiang Nuanhu's messing around, and they wanted to tear her apart angrily.

The audience below has already scolded one after another.

"Jiang Nuan is too cheap! If you can't win the championship, you will humiliate Qianxue! ā€

"Who's going to blast that ugly monster out of here!!"

Jiang Nuan ignored all the voices, stabbed Jiang Qianxue with a gaze that was so deep that it sent chills to the spine, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter if I'm wrong, the point is, as its designer, if you make a mistake, you can't say it." ā€

Without giving Jiang Qianxue a chance to quibble, Jiang Nuan suddenly picked up the flashlight on the table, focused on the ruby, and quickly pressed the switch.

Jiang Qianxue instantly realized that it was not good and pounced to stop it, but Jiang Nuan moved too fast and was too late.

At the moment when the light illuminated the surface of the gem, several screams of great fright suddenly sounded at the scene.

"Ahh

"That's—"

Jiang Nuan's clear gaze, like a straight arrow, looked at one of them gently and sharply, and asked with a smile, "This lady, can you tell us all, what kind of gem is that?" ā€

It was a noble lady with a serious expression and a fine jewelry appraiser's badge pinned to her shoulder.

She grabbed the microphone and stood up, her tone serious, "That's not ruby. ā€

Jiang Qianxue hadn't completely relaxed in one breath, but she saw the woman pause, as if she was brewing some kind of emotion, "It's not a drop of blood." ā€

Jiang Qianxue Huo Ran raised her head, her face turned pale a little.

The woman took a deep breath, as if excited, but also as if suppressed, her fingers trembled a little, "That's the death stone, it's real, it only represents the "death" stone. ā€

The boiling atmosphere of the whole scene was eeriely quiet.

Those who scolded Jiang Nuan for scolding happily froze in mid-air with their mouths wide open, and they were instantly silenced.

This time, not only the professional judges, but even the contestants used an unbelievable look of deep doubt to scrape Jiang Qianxue.

She swore that she used "blood droplets" in the front mouth, and was slapped in the face by a professional jewelry appraiser in the back mouth......

A good designer, but even his own work, what materials to use, got it wrong.

It's-

Is it possible?

In the silence, only Jiang Nuan let out a crisp laugh......